stjorthotic Chapter 728 Middle 2 Late Stage Disease
Chapter 728 Middle 2 Late Stage Disease
Chapter 728 The second stage of the second disease
Ci Xin's head was shaved and shone slightly under the oil lamp.
That's not scalp oil, it's the glow of the skin itself.
In the hands of Compassionate Heart, holding a green rosary beads, she twirled them one by one with her fingers.
Du Fei's eyes were fixed, and he recognized the rosary, which seemed to be emerald!
The green is not the bottom of the beer bottle, it is the emperor green.
Each bead is about the size of a longan, which should be one hundred and eight.
These hanging beads, no matter now or in the future, are priceless.
Du Fei walked in, closed the door casually, and said with a smile: "Master Compassionate, even if you have a visitor, you don't even offer a cup of tea."
Compassionately chanting "Amitabha", he got up obediently, picked up the thermos bottle on the table, and poured a glass of water for Du Fei.
The thermos is a red tin thermos with peony flowers printed on it, which is considered high-end in this era.
The drinking cups are a pair of chicken bowl cups with the pattern of "chicken pecking rice".
Du Fei remembered that he seemed to have heard of a chicken bowl cup from the Ming Dynasty that sold for more than 2 million yuan at auction.
I don't know what the origin of the pair of cups is, and how much is it worth?
While thinking about it, Du Fei didn't have any scruples, and directly lifted it up to see the deposit below.
I saw the six words 'Daming Chenghua Year System' written in the blue box.
Du Fei suddenly took a deep breath: "Chenghua's chicken bowl cup!"
After pouring the water, Ci Xin didn't return to the Arhat's bed, sat on the chair next to Du Fei, and said lightly, "It was imitated in Yongzheng's reign."
Du Fei let out a slight breath.
Although he doesn't have much discerning ability, he has watched many programs such as Jianbao and knows some allusions.
Knowing that the Kang, Yong, and Qian dynasties of the former Qing Dynasty imitated many Ming Chenghua chicken bowl cups.
Although these imitations are quite valuable now, they are far inferior to the genuine ones.
Coupled with the background of compassion, it is normal to keep some on hand.
But it's a bit too extravagant for daily use, entertaining guests, whatever.
But Du Fei is not new to the world. He also has a set of 'Water Point Plum Blossom' hair porcelain at home, which he uses differently!
As if nothing had happened, he said: "The Yongzheng imitation is okay, but it's a pity it's not the real one."
Ci Xin was slightly surprised, looked at the cup in her hand, and said indifferently: "The benefactor likes this cup? I still have two here, where are they put..."
Then he got up and went out.
Du Fei was a little confused, but Ci Xin always did her own thing.
Immediately react.
What do you mean by 'I still have two here', it sounds like saying 'I have two big steamed buns here'.
Does Compassion really have a fighting color chicken bowl cup from the Chenghua Year of the Ming Dynasty?
Thinking of this, Du Fei was a little startled.
The idiom priceless is the most appropriate way to describe this thing.
Without making Du Fei wait any longer, Ci Xin came back in just over a minute, holding a black, dusty rag bag in her hand.
He casually put it on the table next to him, opened it and said, "It hasn't been moved in the warehouse for many years."
As he spoke, he revealed the things inside the pocket, one by one held by newspapers, which should be dishes in shape.
Compassionately took out the two smallest ones: "It should be these two."
Peel back the outer layer of newspaper to reveal what's inside.
Du Fei couldn't help but widen his eyes.
They are really two Doucai Chicken Crock Cups with the base model of "Daming Chenghua Year System".
Du Fei couldn't help swallowing.
He doesn't have the ability to discern, but compassion should be an expert, and she doesn't need to use this to deceive Du Fei.
You can deceive for a while, but you can't deceive forever.
Du Fei went back to find Chen Fangshi, and even Wang Xiang could tell the difference.
Seeing Du Fei's appearance, Ci Xin couldn't help smiling, pushed the two cups in front of Du Fei, and said softly: "Benefactor, take it if you like it, and these..."
As he spoke, he pushed the big cloth bag forward: "This is all left by my family back then, and the value is not less than these two cups. I will give it all to you, how about it?"
Du Fei put down his glass and said cautiously, "What do you want to do?"
Compassionate heart said solemnly: "Almsgiver, as long as you can help me to achieve a positive result, what is the use of this poor monk keeping this thing outside of me?"
Du Fei frowned, looked at her noncommittally, raised his hand after a while and said, "Come on, come here."
Ci Xin was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "What does the benefactor mean?"
Du Fei said: "Aren't you going to achieve a real result? Come here."
As soon as the word "Zhengguo" was mentioned, Cixin was really obedient and walked over immediately.
Du Fei sat, looked up at her and said, "Come on, stretch your head over here."
Ci Xin hesitated, bent down and really stretched out her bald head.
Seemingly feeling inappropriate again, he chanted "Amitabha Buddha" and simply knelt down.
Du Fei couldn't figure out what this woman was thinking, so he simply reached out and touched her, it was cool and smooth.
Pressed by Du Fei's hand on top of her head, Compassionate's breathing was slightly stagnant, but soon returned to normal.
Du Fei's senses were sharp, and he was secretly amazed.
Not to mention anything else, this concentration alone is enough to show that the practice of compassion has reached a very high level.
If he changed places and put his hands on top of his head with compassion, Du Fei would never be able to deal with it calmly.
"Master, are you not afraid that I will plot against you? Kill you with one blow?" Du Fei asked in a deep voice.
Compassionate hands together: "Amitabha, the ancient sages have experienced three calamities and six calamities. If you kill me, I will have this calamity. The way forward in this life is cut off, and only reincarnation is the only way to rebuild. It’s not a blessing! If the benefactor helps me solve the problem today, it will establish a cause and effect with me, and when I reincarnate in the future, the cause and effect will definitely be established and help me achieve a positive result.”
Seeing her eloquence, Du Fei really couldn't laugh or cry.
This bitch is completely insane: "Huan Bing Jie~ Have you read too many novels by Huan Zhu Zhu?"
Ci Xin was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "The benefactor also knows Li Daoyou? Li Daoyou is indeed a strange person. He turned the past of my generation's practice into a novel and published it all over the world. It's a pity that leaking the secrets of the heavens will damage the spirit. Jiazi's doom."
Du Fei blinked his eyes, too lazy to say more to this elderly patient with secondary illness.
Gently patted her on the forehead, and made a red mark on the head: "Okay, I have planted a Dao seed for you. You only need to practice hard in the future, and the Dao seed will surely germinate. One day, you will be able to cultivate it!" Zhengguo. Get up~”
Now it was Ci Xin's turn to be confused.
She raised her head and looked at Du Fei with an expression of 'you're bluffing a child'.
Du Fei said solemnly: "At the beginning you said that I was the reincarnation of Bodhi, and I was a man of great virtue, and wanted to practice with me. Now you have doubts about me. Obviously, the heart of Dao is not stable. How can I help you?"
Ci Xin couldn't help biting her lip.
Although she is in the late stage of secondary illness, she is not a fool.
Du Fei's words were obviously trying to fool her, but he prevaricated her with what she said, but she was speechless.
After holding back for a long time, I finally remembered: "Benefactor, the poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, how can he have a 'Dao Heart' and a 'Tao Seed'? Please stop joking, benefactor."
Du Fei twitched his lips and said, "Tao can be said, very Tao! Don't you hear that Lao Tzu came out of Huahu, and Buddha...is Tao!"
"Ah~" Ci Xin couldn't help being dumbfounded, she had never heard such a statement.
"The Buddha is the Tao? The Buddha is the Tao..." He muttered in his mouth, but immediately recited: "Amitabha! Sins, sins, disciples' sins..."
Don't blame compassion for being ignorant.
The allusion that Lao Tzu went west to Huahu existed in the Han Dynasty, and the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the past dynasties has never ceased.
If Ci Xin was a monk with a professional background, he would naturally be able to quote the scriptures and beat Du Fei to death.
But she is a nun who has no orthodox Buddhist education and has become a monk halfway.
She recited the scriptures very seriously and practiced very hard, but they were all orthodox Buddhist scriptures, with many classics of the Tantric Yellow Sect mixed in.
In addition, she practiced alone, without a master, and lived in seclusion.
I don't know much about the history of Buddhism and the "debating scriptures".
It was inevitable that he would be taken aback by Du Fei.
Du Fei put the two chicken bowl cups in his arms grandly, and he was already in the portable space with a thought.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the portable space suddenly shook!
The two brightly colored chicken cups began to emit a lot of white and blue mixed light.
Du Fei almost said "Fuck".
He didn't expect that these two humble cups would have such an effect.
According to his previous experience, at this speed, the capacity of the portable space will be filled very quickly, and the maximum capacity of the space will continue to be expanded.
Fortunately, at this time, Ci Xin was also absent-minded, but he didn't notice Du Fei's abnormality.
Even seeing Du Fei pick up the chicken bowl cup and put it in his arms, he didn't react at all.
Probably in her opinion, they are just two cups.
After more than a minute, the two returned to normal at the same time, and glanced at each other.
Du Fei took some time off and coughed lightly: "I didn't take your stuff for nothing, I sent you a message that Li Jiang is going to kill you."
"Li Jiang?" Ci Xin's gaze narrowed, and she broke away from the topic of 'Cheng Zheng Guo', and her IQ once again occupied the high ground.
"That Li Jiang from Jinmen back then? I'm not against him."
Du Fei said with a half smile but not a smile: "Monks don't tell lies~ Don't tell you that you don't know, he was once enshrined in Prince Qing's residence."
"How do you know?" Ci Xin was taken aback. The relationship between Li Jiang and Prince Qing's Mansion was quite secretive, and it was difficult for outsiders to know.
Du Fei didn't give a shit, and immediately told him about Wang Changgui's seeking him.
Then he said: "And last time, you saved that boy Banggan'er, and the yellow leather that you beat was also Li Jiang's..."
Compassionate's face was serious, she was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Amitabha~ Wealth touches people's hearts, and the suffering of the world comes from the word 'greed'. Amitabha~"
Afterwards, Ci Xin's tone became more and more calm and indifferent, without any anger.
Du Fei frowned and said, "He's going to harm you, aren't you angry?"
Compassionately said: "The three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance are the root of evil, causing people to fall into the cycle of life and death. There is a Buddha in my heart, so why should I be angry? If he dares to come, the poor monk will send him to the Buddha to repent, but my Buddha is merciful. There are means of subjugating demons."
Du Fei finally understood.
I've been making trouble for a long time, but I just don't want to get angry with the dead~
Also said the high-sounding.
(End of this chapter)